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Updated: June 15, 2025
"The crew have mutinied and the captain has been stabbed. I'm trying to get hold of the murderer; but they're too many for me. Help, Mr Lathrope, help!" "You will have it then, you young devil!" screamed out Moody savagely, making a plunge at Frank with the formidable knife that he had now drawn, which had a much longer blade than that with which he had stricken down the captain.
"You forget," said Mrs Major Negus, "sufficient for the day is the evil thereof!" "But it don't say the good, only the evil, ma'rm; mind that," put in Mr Lathrope. "Some folks seem to take a pleasure in twisting Scripture contrariwise, jest to suit theer own squintin'-one-eye-skimmin'-the-pot- and-t'other-lookin'-up-the-chimbley sort of conscience!"
Leaving their house on the creek which, by the way, Florry had christened "Penguin Castle," in consequence of its propinquity to the colony of queer sea-fowl Mr Meldrum and Mr Lathrope, with Frank Harness, who was also of the shooting party as well as two men to help in carrying back home the fruits of the sport, all pursued their way in company up the valley in a north-easterly direction to the right of the cliff against which the house was built.
She, however, was not now alone, Frank Harness having seized the opportunity of seeing her on deck to come up and speak to her; and the two parted with some little embarrassment as soon as Mr Lathrope approached. Towards mid-day, the Nancy Bell had closed with the land so much that its features could be distinguished. A bare, inhospitable coast it looked!
They certainly looked it; but, as the first-mate would not be put out of any conceit with the garments, in spite of their appearance, and as others began to be similarly in need, they had perforce to follow his example, when penguin trousers may be said to have "become the rage" on the island even Mr Lathrope, who had laughed at Mr McCarthy for wearing them, having to follow the fashion and don the "ducks."
As he stood watching the lull before the break of the squall, he felt a hand touching his shoulder; and looking round he found his fellow passenger, Mr Zachariah Lathrope, by his side. "Jee-hosophat! mister," said the American; "I guess we're goin' to have a blizzard, and no mistake!"
"Better say a hundred, mister, while you're at it," said Mr Lathrope, with a wink to the others; "you kinder forget the fifteen miles you made it across the isthmus 'fore we started, hey?" "There's no fear of my making that mistake here," replied Mr Meldrum. "This is all plain sailing, with correct latitude and longitude to go by!
With the glass and crockeryware in the steward's cabin rattling, as if in an earthquake, and trunks and portmanteaus banging from side to side of the saloon, or floating up and down in the water that had accumulated from the heavy sea that had washed down the companion when Mr Zachariah Lathrope so gracefully made his rapid descent below, the place was a picture of discomfort and disorder such as a painter would have been powerless to depict and words would utterly fail to describe.
"They're just like Barnum's woolly horse," said Mr Lathrope, criticising them calmly. "If I were you, Mac, I wouldn't go nigh the rookery with them on, or them birds will take you for a fledgeling, mister, I guess!" "Begorrah, I don't care, for they're worrum and comfortable," said Mr McCarthy, "and it's raal white ducks they are, anyhow!"
"Sir," retorted Mr Lathrope, "I ain't goin' to let out all I ken dew, fur a leaky sieve's gen'rally bad for holdin' water, I guess; but, you jest wait and see what you jest see!"
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